The ashtray says you were up all night
Mmm. Inaudible noises that I hope you hear on the inside. I hope that I have made at least that much of an impression. For those whose company I haven't the pleasure of keeping on a daily basis, I push forward in hopes of being just that little bit closer that happens to currently be hundreds of miles away. Hope. 'Treally is the meaning, isn't it? The reason to stand up, the reason to play, the reason that it doesn't really matter if religion is right or not. If I could choose one moment to die, it would be directly after realizing my life dream. I'm not sure how great the post-climax would be. But to have lived and hoped and squeezed and bled for something, to have it come true, this is pure happiness. The surrealness could induce a coma. English, language, was is more beautiful when manipulated and unperfect. So leave me be when my letters don't line up straight. You know that the best things happen when no one is looking. So stop staring at the door. All comes at its own pace, leave it to the ironic fates. I once tripped over someone else's smile and fell right in. Looking back down it might have saved a lot of time just to build a bridge, but I wanted, needed the fall to feel alive. Life isn't about building bridges to save you the time of living. Won't you come take a dive with me. We'll climb back up together on opposing sides of stone.